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What bird can lift the heaviest weight?
I crawl on the earth. And rise on a pillar.
A thousand colored folds stretch toward the sky. Atop a tender strand, rising from the land, until killed by maiden's hand. Perhaps a token of love, perhaps to say goodbye.
According to the music industry, you can count on a midnight train and the devil to turn up here.
If you break me, I do not stop working. If you touch me, I may be snared. If you lose me, nothing will matter.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.